Bee Rap - Ain't a Gangsta Lyrics

I'm a ghetto boy Beely walk in Kadikoy
Chillin with a pair of joints, swaggin' every day yeah of course
I'm collecting 'em coins, way to go to be on Forbes
I ain't no gangsta, but thugs and G's are my homeboys
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta nah
But f*ck the popo, f*ck the system, yeah that's my vibe
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta oooh
Killa Bee is a killa for sure but in the booth
I don't see any reason to be beefing, not ceasing the fire in the street even
Persuading em teens to be demon, the meanest to please the police and their leader
I don't see any reason to be keeping, guns, drugs, everything to commit
A crime and then harm people and then cheers it, make videos promoting the killshit
Tell the truth I've been raised in a legal way but the whole country was illegal (straight)
But I ain't gangsta if it means to wear bandana on my face rob a beamer (wait)
That's simple to me make you speechless, my experience reflects on my lyrics
Surrounded by rats and snitches, preaching to be sleaziest creatures
Ain't a gangsta, didn't drop the school
Ain't a bad guy, kinda nice and cool
Once you piss me off, you'll see a f*ckin Goon
I get money anyway, every afternoon
Went to university to study language and literature
I sound weird cuz I don't fear the obscurity in my picture
Didn't have a gang group or a weapon neither had to drink soup for
Dinner had a caring mama in the kitchen that I'm really thankful for
I'm a ghetto boy Beely walk in Kadikoy
Chillin with a pair of joints, swaggin' every day yeah of course
I'm collecting 'em coins, way to go to be on Forbes
I ain't no gangsta, but thugs and G's are my homeboys
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta nah
But f*ck the popo, f*ck the system, yeah that's my vibe
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta oooh
Killa Bee is a killa for sure but in the booth
You wanna pose with a real gun?
Screaming, like Lil Jon? (OKAY)
Who's your role model, Ted Bundy?
You know mine is sir Ghan- di
Braggin' about my armors
I don't kill I believe in Karma
6 AM I set my alarm clock
Go to work, make some dough like a normal man
I ain't sober if that counts as gangsta
Not f*ck with romance or the wack songs
You're annoyed every time you see me that's why
I love who I am, married myself and that's all
Confidence is so monumental
My background is so confidential
Not sentimental or detrimental
I ain't good however I ain't vise-versa
Started career with paper pencil
Headset and an old PC I guess I'm
A real gangsta cuz I've been the best of
Best, not mess with those plottin hip-hop's death
No cash only rhymes subjects of flex
I'm a mix of Chomsky and even them HipHop's heads
Serial killer Beestyles killin these
Beats and listeners, a beast are you feelin me?
I'm a ghetto boy Beely walk in Kadikoy
Chillin with a pair of joints, swaggin' every day yeah of course
I'm collecting 'em coins, way to go to be on Forbes
I ain't no gangsta, but thugs and G's are my homeboys
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta naaah
But f*ck the popo, f*ck the system, yeah that's my vibe
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta oooh
Killa Bee is a killa for sure but in the booth